Basic Questing! Wednesday, Period Four

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The class was in a regular classroom today, and on each desk was a selection of various types of locks, as well as a basic set of lockpicking tools and some instructions.

That's right, kids! Today you were learning a skill of questionable legality, because... well because why not?

Admittedly Thor's usual method of gaining entry to places he wasn't supposed to be was a bit less subtle, he was well aware that not everyone had a giant magical hammer with which to accomplish these goals. So lockpicking.

"Occasionally," he began, "your quest will require you to seek information, or refuge, or any number of things, within a place that you may not be afforded entry through conventional means. I have taken the opportunity to assemble several different types of mechanisms used to lock doors or valuables," and there were both modern Midgardian locks as well as some that looked more antiquated. There were even a couple strongboxes with digital locks. "I'm afraid this is not a skill I have much personal finesse with, but you should find the instructions quite thorough. Give it your best shot, and the lockpicking sets are yours to keep as you leave."

Sexual Health : Thursday

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"Okay, guys, one more lesson and then you're totally done with me," Mindy announced. "There's not going to be a final for this class, so no need to come in next week. Today we're just going to talk about one of the most important concepts to keep in mind with regard to sexuality, and that's consent."

( Cut for duh. )

Plus We Have a Motorcade, Thursday, April 17, 2014, 1st period

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"Morning," Josh said, sipping from his mug of coffee out in front of a big white house.

Erm.

White House. It was field trip time! "This is the last class before the final, so I thought I should take you to where it all happens."

And to show off that he still had this kind of access. Cough. "This is the White House. We can get a tour today because President Santos is off in Texas for the Easter holidays."

A leggy blonde woman approached with a clipboard and a ready smile. "Hi, everyone. I'm Donna Moss and Josh has been bitching to me about you all semester."

"I haven't been bi--"

Donna cut him off with the ease of years of practice at this. "I'm the First Lady's Chief of Staff, so instead of just getting to see the West Wing, where the President's staff works, you can also see the East Wing, where I work."

"No one likes the East Wing very much," Josh interjected.

"No one cares what you think, Josh."

Josh grinned at her. "Right then. We'll go through the White House and I will regale you of tales of glory, and then we will eat the finest muffins and bagels in all the land."

"...you never said anything about needing bagels, Josh."

"Well, I am now."

"You think I can just make bagels appear by wishing for them?"

"I do believe in interns, Donna. I do, I do, I do."